iheartjelsa: No she is not immortal and yw =)
Chapter 4: Results
Jack had dropped by Anna's house. He had wanted to see how the wedding plans were going along. He had been waiting for this day for a while. Nathan had come to him months before he had proposed to ask for Jack's permission. Jack remembered the day quite well. He grinned at the memory.
Jack was working at his desk. He worked as an insurance agent for a medical company. It was dull work but it paid the bills. He was currently working for a woman who was suing the company for negligence. He sighed when he was looking through the endless documents. It wasn't just that one case, there were dozens of others. Jack didn't like working too long. It kept him from his children and his children were his entire world. Jack groaned and rubbed his face with his hand.
There was a knock at the door and Jack told whoever it was to come in. The door opened and Jack's secretary walked in. She smiled and told Jack that there was someone who wanted to see him on some rather urgent news. Jack smiled and told his secretary to come in. He was thinking that it was maybe one of his superiors or maybe someone connected to one of the cases he was working on. However he was surprised to see who walked through the door. It was Nathan Bennett. Jamie and Emma's oldest son and was currently the boy dating his daughter. He was only a few years younger than Sigrid. He had been born before Jamie and Emma had gotten married. He had actually been their page boy at the wedding.
Jack grinned at Nathan and gestured for Nathan to take a seat. Nathan did so. He swept back his short black spiky hair as he did so. Nathan looked quite nervous about something. Jack offered him a drink of some kind of Nathan politely refused. Jack leaned back in his chair twiddling the pen he was holding. Jack didn't say anything. He waited until Nathan spoke but Nathan didn't speak. He seemed like he was being held back by his own nerves. Jack decided that it was best that he broke the ice. He leaned forward in his chair to face Nathan. He clasped his hands together and looked straight at him.
"What can I do for you Mr. Bennett?" Jack asked him.
"I would like," Nathan paused there. He seemed to fumble over his words. Then he found his courage and tried again. "I would like your permission to marry Sigrid."
"Marry?" Jack was pleasantly surprised. Sigrid and Nathan had been dating for a while now. They had started dating in university and then broke up when they had finished. They had only gotten back together a few years ago, about a year after they had broken up when they realised that they were still in love. Jack looked at Nathan. He could see Nathan being his son-in-law.
"I know you're quite protective of her," Nathan continued. "I just want you to know that I will take care of her."
"Oh I have no doubt of that," Jack said. Jack paused for a moment before he spoke again. "I will give you my permission to marry my daughter."
Nathan got this big grin on his face.
"But," Jack said and the grin disappeared. "If you hurt my daughter in any way, well let's just say that you will suddenly take an unexpected trip."
"Sigrid is my whole word Mr. Frost," Nathan said. "I could never imagine myself destroying my world."
"Good answer," Jack sounded impressed.
Nathan shook Jack's hand before walking off.
Nathan had come back to Jack a few months later and showed him a ring. Jack was just glad that Nathan was serious and wasn't having second thoughts.
Jack parked his car outside Anna's and Kristoff's house. He could see their car in the driveway so he knew they were home. He got out of the car and walked up into their house. He entered the house and he could hear voices coming from the kitchen. He walked towards the kitchen and opened the door. What he saw nearly made him faint. A girl with platinum blonde hair tied up in a French braid was sitting at the kitchen table. When she turned around the mug she had been drinking from slipped from her hand and tea went all over the table but it looked like nobody cared. When the girl turned around, Jack felt a blow to his heart.
"Elsa?" he whispered.
"Jack," she whispered back.
Jack couldn't believe this. The person who was right in front of him was his dead wife. This couldn't be her. She had died thirty years ago. He had seen her in that river. A sudden flashback of that day flashed through his mind. It focused in on Jack trying and failing to resuscitate her. That day had haunted him for the rest of his live and will continue doing so and now it looked like that haunting had taken physical form. Jack took a few steps backwards and Elsa stood up from the chair she had been sitting in. Jack was in shock. How can his dead wife be standing in front of him? It made no sense, no sense at all.
For a while, nobody spoke. Elsa just stared at Jack and Jack stared at her. That was all he could do. There was no way he could do anything else. He was just standing there, frozen from the shock. This was something that he had dreamt about for years, that his wife hadn't died and that they were living a normal life together. Now that dream looked like it had come true. Thirty years too late but still it had happened. Jack expected joy, happiness but all he was feeling was confusion. People who had been dead for thirty years don't suddenly come back, or do they?
Suddenly the telephone rang and it interrupted everyone's thoughts.
Anna was watching Jack stare at Elsa and Elsa stare back. How strange would it be for Jack to suddenly see his dead wife walking and talking? It would probably be on the same level that Anna was feeling at the moment. She hadn't stop feeling it since the second she saw Elsa at the hospital. Elsa would probably be feeling the same thing. Her sister had just told her that she had died thirty years ago and now suddenly her husband shows up. It wouldn't have been that long for her but for him, a lifetime had passed. Nobody was doing anything. They all seemed to be paralysed by this shock.
Suddenly the telephone rang. It seemed to wake them all up from the trance they were in. Anna quickly headed over to where the telephone was hanging up on the wall. When she answered it she discovered that it was the hospital calling about the DNA test that Anna had requested. Anna had to admire their speed.
"Yes this is she," Anna said when the person asked to speak to her.
"Mrs. Bjorgman we have the results of the DNA test you asked to perform on you and your sister as well as Doctor Frost," the woman from the telephone said.
Anna had not only wanted to see if Elsa was her sister but also to see if it would show that Sigrid was in fact Elsa's daughter. This would hopefully conclude that the person in Anna's kitchen was indeed her dead sister. While she was at the hospital Anna had some of DNA, in the form of saliva, taken from her. Sigrid had a sample taken from her as well. She had been told that it was to do some testing of some kind and that it was for research. Anna would tell her the truth when she was sure with what she was dealing with.
"The results show that Elsa Frost is indeed your sister and Doctor Frost's mother," the woman said.
Anna's mouth went very dry. Her gaze fell on what was now confirmed to be her sister. Her sister who had died thirty years ago was now back from the dead.
"Yes, thank you very much," Anna hung up the phone.
She stared at it for several seconds before she realised that the others in the room were looking at her expectantly.
"That was the hospital," Anna said.
"Why would the hospital be calling you?" Elsa asked.
"We asked them to perform a DNA test on you," Anna replied.
Elsa looked a little shocked. "Why?"
"We wanted to make sure."
"Make sure of what? That I am really your sister? Jack's wife? Leif and Sigrid's mother?"
"That's right," Anna was now yelling. She didn't know why but she was. "People don't come back from the dead Elsa. People just don't do that. Then suddenly you turn up and say that you're my sister from beyond the grave. I'm sorry but that seemed quite an impossibility and hard to swallow. I just wanted reassurance."
Elsa's face fell. Anna felt instantly guilty for yelling.
"I'm sorry," Anna said. "I shouldn't have yelled."
"No I'm sorry," Elsa said. "You're right. People don't come back and I don't have the slightest clue why I did."
"Hang on," Jack suddenly interrupted. Anna then realised that she had completely forgotten about him. "Are we all saying what I think we're saying? Because I think you guys are all saying that my wife, my wife who drowned thirty years ago in that forsaken river which I now loathe with every fibre of my being, is back?"
"Yes," Anna said.
Jack ran his fingers through his hair.
"I need some air," he said.
He then took some steps and left the house.
"Jack wait," Elsa called after him and she left.
Anna made to go after her but Kristoff pulled her back. Puzzled, Anna looked up at him.
"Let them have some time together," he said.
Anna nodded and remained where she stood.
Jack was having a hard time believing what Anna was telling him as much as he wanted to believe it. He so desperately wanted to believe it but they were talking about a woman who Jack had loved since the age of fifteen and who was ripped from him in a single moment. He just couldn't face that reality again. It was so difficult for him, it was very difficult. He continued along the footpath on the street that was outside Anna's and Kristoff's house. He had his hands in the pocket of his jacket as he walked.
"Jack," Jack didn't need to turn around to recognise that voice. It was a voice that had been in all his dreams and nightmares for the last thirty years.
He turned around and Elsa was running towards him. Jack remained motionless where he stood. He wanted to run but he couldn't. He had always been drawn to her, no matter what the circumstances were.
"Jack I know that you're hurting," Elsa said when she caught up to him.
Jack looked down and didn't speak. She was right. He was hurting and had been since that tragic day.
"Jack, I know you are having a hard time believing but it's me," Elsa cupped his chin with her hand and raised it. She stared hard into his eyes.
Jack could see the familiar face staring back at him. He could see the same face he had been in love with. Jack then didn't know why he did what he did next. It was probably due to the fact of all his remaining feelings of love for her. Jack kissed her. He had missed those moments in which he would be able to take her in his arms and let her know that everything would be alright. Elsa was surprised by the kiss but she kissed him back. It was exactly how Jack remembered. He could feel love for her growing inside him. He didn't care that thirty years had passed. He didn't care that she had just returned from the grave. All he cared about, apart from their children, was her.
A/N: I hope that everyone enjoyed this chapter. Please review =)
